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Saturday, April 30, 2011

Z is for Zeit Zusammen

Note: I'm throwing my hat into the A-Z Blogging challenge sponsored by Tossing it out! What you will be reading via the letters A-Z will give you a glimpse into my world and what I do when I'm not here - blogging.

The shadows outside the window moved in a blur; she could make out the countryside yet nothing was clearly defined.

The man sitting next to her was asleep, the steady rhythm of his breath was hypnotic.

She smiled, he was a nice older man en route to his son’s wedding. His wife had passed away several years earlier, he had told her, and he no longer cared for long, lonely car trips.

Besides, he liked the train.

They had talked for hours until she could see his eyelids closing, his head had bobbed for a moment and then he was off - presumably to visit his wife in that place one goes to when leaving reality behind; the world of our dreams.

The train stopped, she knew it was time for him to disembark. He smiled and wished her a safe and happy journey.

Through the window, on the platform, she saw a tall, handsome young man embrace him with such devotion and gentleness that she felt her eyes well up. They walked away arm in arm, the younger carrying the luggage.

Several steps were taken when they stopped - the old man turned and looked up at her window; seeing her he smiled and waved one last time.

It had been a brief moment, this train ride, but it was now an imbedded memory - she had enjoyed their time together.

19 comments:

That was such a clever post, and really well written. Such a short little story, yet I was really touched by it. And how good to bring the letter Z in right at the end like that! Likewise, I wish you a wonderful journey as you go through life. Yes! I did enjoy our time together!

Es war sehr schön zusammen und Ich denke wir bleiben so auch weiter, im Zukunft - for those who do not speak German I told Jenny that it was really nice to be together and I am sure it will stay the same in the future! Lovely post and worthy for the final entry within the challenge!

I think German is one of the few big European languages I don't speak :) I think I would never be able to learn it, all of its words seem so identical to me :) But I do know how to count in German, how to say I love you, and ... and some bad language in German too :)))

Ich haben ein grossen blaistiff which means "I have a big pencil."Couple concerns:1. It's pretty much the only German I know. Except Black Forest Cake, "Bitte," and "Ich bein ein Berliner." I also had five German Shepherds while growing up.2. Oh, I KNOW my spelling is wrong. Sorry.3. Most importantly, it has NOTHING to do with your wonderful story. But, it's all I have.Congratulations on pulling into the station, Jenny (an apt metaphor, perhaps?)

I can count to ten in German! My grandmother (my dad's mother) came from Germany. I wish I would have known her, but she passed away when I was a baby.I'm so glad that I found you. Loved this Z post of yours and can't wait to keep reading!